She sat in the parking lot for a moment, checking her hair and face. She laughed. He was waiting in the dark. She smoothed her dress over her hips and checked her stockings. Well, here goes. She took a few calming breaths. Nothing ventured, nothing gained. She hadn't felt this scared or this excited since she was a teenager. She walked slowly to the room door, her heels echoing loudly in her ears. Everything seemed amplified with the adrenaline rushing through her. She knocked lightly. She heard him call her name through the door. "Yes, close your eyes."

The door was opened and a hand thrust out, she placed her hand in his and was pulled quickly into the room. The room was very dark. Her pulse was racing, her whole body tingling. "Don't be nervous," he said. I promise not to hurt you. She could sense the smile in his voice. His hand moved to her back, still holding hers. He pulled her closer gently and she could feel his breath close to her lips. "Kiss me" She leaned up and softly brushed her lips against his, then softly traced his lip with her tongue. His mouth opened to hers and he pulled her closer. She knew he could feel her trembling. The kiss deepened, changing from gentle exploring to an erotic dance. She moaned into the back of his throat, her body molding itself to his. She could feel his desire for her.

Her hands were moving over him. Feeling the strength in his shoulders and wrapping around the base of his neck to hold him to the kiss. His hands were cupping her breasts and her nipples were hard under his exploring fingers. He growled, she moaned. She leaned back, letting his mouth explore her neck and running her hands over his chest. His nipples were hard too. She smiled. She began to explore lower but he stopped her laughing.

"No rushing," he said as he lowered his head to kiss her again. His hands gliding over her hips and squeezing her bottom as he pulled her up closer. Then she felt a hand gliding up her thigh, stroking her lightly. She was whimpering against his mouth. Then he was probing her, feeling her smoothness. She could feel him pulling her wet panties to the side. She gasped. "No rushing" she was laughing nervously now. He groaned. "I've poured you some wine." He guided her to where she could feel the bed against her legs, she sat down, the bed cool against her heated flesh.

She heard him move and felt the glass being pushed into her hand. She sipped. Ummmmm. The Merlot soothed her. She felt his weight beside her. He smelled good. "Let your hair down." She smiled and pulled the pins holding her hair up. She let it drift down around her shoulders and then tossed her head. She could feel him, smelling her hair, wrapping a hand in it. He held her and kissed her again. She could taste the wine on his lips. He gently took the glass from her hand. She reached for the buttons of his shirt while he slid the straps off her shoulders. They fumbled with each others clothes, and their own in impatience. She wanted to feel him against her.

She was standing now, kicking off her shoes, kicking the dress from around her ankles. He pulled her onto the bed with him. His hands ran over her, feeling the bra, panty, stockings and garter belt. "Oh baby." He quickly unhooked her bra, pulling it from her and tossing it aside. She gasped when she felt his mouth play with a nipple while a hand teased the other. She strained to get closer. Then she felt his whole body up against hers. He'd left nothing for her to remove and she smiled as he pressed against her. "You feel so good!" Her hand slid slowly down his belly as he breathed roughly against her mouth. Her hand found him, fingers encircling, stroking, feeling him pulse in her hand. She whimpered as he pulled her panties from her. His hand returning quickly to stroke her, stroking the fire in her. She continued to make love to him with her hand, tightening with her excitement. He was stroking her clit and his fingers trying to enter her. She was close to losing control.

She pushed him back, quickly shifting position so that her mouth could join her hands. She teased the head of his cock with her tongue. One hand continuing to stroke him while the other stoked his balls, she sucked and teased with her tongue. He was growling deep in his throat now. She could taste him. She began to mimic love making with her mouth, taking him deep inside her mouth, sucking up and down, soft, then tight, increasing her pace slowly. She pressed her breasts against his thighs, the hair tickling her nipples. Damn, she could feel herself throbbing, she shifted again, offering her pussy for him to play with. Even in the dark, they were so in tune. She tilted her head back, brushing the head of his cock against her throat with each stroke.

Suddenly she was on her back. His mouth pressing into her pussy. "OOOOOHHHHHHHH" Waves of ecstasy washed through her. She was pulling on his shoulders, begging him. "Pleeeeeeeaaaaasssseeee!!!" She ran her legs down his back, pulling him up with her feet, again and again. Then he was up against her, kissing her. They were both out of control now. She wrapped her legs and arms around him, trying to get still closer. Her lips ran up and down his neck, kissing his shoulders, his chest. Finding his nipples and circling them with her tongue and pulling at them. He groaned and lifted her chin to kiss her. He was almost savage in his passion now. She felt his hands holding her hips his legs pushing her thighs open more. Then he was thrusting into her, half apologizing for not being gentle. They were both out of control. She broke away from his mouth to scream. She came almost immediately, her back arching, the muscles of her pussy squeezing him tight in a ripple of contractions.

He slowed, trying not to lose control, "you were built for me" he whispered in her ear as he started thrusting again, slowly. Her hands squeezed his ass holding him to her, her mouth pressed into his shoulder. She slowly regained control and started matching his strokes with her hips. Damn, he felt so good. Pleasing him became the only thing! She was very vocal in her enthusiasm, calling his name over and over. "cum with me ," "cum with me baby." Ohhhhhh , she screamed as her body shuddered with her orgasm as she felt him cum inside her. His hand moved down to stroke her, and she came again while he was still inside her. The euphoria was slow to leave her. Finally she came back to earth and noticed her ragged breathing. His breathing was pretty ragged too.

She smiled over that. He moved away slowly. She knew that if he could see her he would see the depth of the passion they had shared in her eyes. Her whole body was flushed with passion. He pulled her up against him and she laid her head on his chest. His heart was racing. He stroked her cheek with his fingers. She knew he could feel her smile pressed against his chest. He relaxed as her fingers continued to stroke him softly. She liked the feel of his hand at the small of her back. They were both quiet, not wanting to break the moment. She was so relaxed. She savored the moment. She was memorizing the feel of him. Time passed and she was almost drifting off to sleep when she heard him whisper in her ear, "don't think I'm through with you yet."

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